Page 71 of Broken Harmony
My eyes drop to Nate, who swallows him down, moaning as his own release takes over him.
It’s the sight of Nate’s cum shooting out of his cock, coating his T-shirt, that has me falling over the edge.
Clamping my thighs over my hand, I ride my fingers as I come apart, biting my lip so hard that it bleeds.
Wave after wave of pleasure hits me as slick coats my hand.
I’m a fucking mess as I lean against the wall, closing my eyes to catch my breath.
That was so wrong. So fucking wrong. Yet I loved every moment of it.
Why couldn’t that be my life?Me in there with them, down on my knees next to Nate as we take turns sucking Liam’s cock.
The sound of the shower in Nate’s room snaps me out of my little post orgasm bubble. I need to get out of here, now. I can’t believe I just touched myself like a creeper. What has my life come to?
Pushing myself off the wall, I go to turn when I come face-to-face with Nate.
A squeak leaves me as I step back into the wall. “Hey, Kitty Cat,” Nate’s gruff voice sounds as he looms over me.
I swallow hard, pulse racing as my eyes flick between his. “Hi,” I whisper, caught with my hand literally down my pants.
He’s not wearing a shirt, only his boxers. He smells amazing, like sex and Liam.
He cocks his head to the side, eyes not leaving mine, like he’s trying to read me.
He knows what I just watched, but he says nothing.
But he does surprise me by grabbing the hand that’s cupping my pussy and pulling it free.
I’m about to panic, afraid I crossed a line when he takes my slick-covered fingers, bringing them up to his face.
He lets out a small groan before parting his lips and bringing my fingers to his mouth.
My lips part as I gape at him, wondering if this is really happening.
It is. He sucks them clean, his tongue lapping at my fingers as he hums in pleasure. When he pulls them free, I’m left dumbfounded.
He gives me this sexy little smirk that melts my panties. “Soon, Kitten,” he purrs. “I’m working on him, okay? Give it time. I’m doing my best to make all your dreams come true,” he murmurs, leaning in and pressing a kiss to my forehead.
I sigh, closing my eyes, melting against the wall.
He’s gone when I open my eyes, heading back into his room to most likely shower.
“What the fuck was that?” I whisper.And what does he mean, working on him? Liam? For what? Time for what?
I’m so damn confused, and I want to go in there and demand to know what he means.
Needing a moment to catch my breath, I sag against the wall.
Whatever that was, I know something between us just changed. I just hope it’s for the better.
Something is telling me that this next year is about to be one wild ride. I just hope my mind, body, and soul make it out in one piece on the other side.